Dusk has come on this day with no outcomes
TV shows are your pillow
Right beside your bed there's black door
Just don't watch, keep it closed, let the bait grow
Deep inside it's hard to resist it
You know you just have to see
So your hand moves straight to the handle
Now's too late, run away, now no place's safe
Every day's just the same, nothing changes
Even though you keep thinking it's fine
This illusion is your little prison
Gripping your mind
No hope, no way, no more control
Like storms they twist and blow
Inside they bite, within your head
The Crows will tear and shred
Paralyzed you stand by the doorstep
You can't tell why you're shivering
Lost and gone, surrounded by shadows
Pushing down all your yearning for knowledge
Something's wrong in your way of thinking
They will tell you how to do it right
You'll be back to your happy playground
Shutting down your synapsis to catch it
Every day's just the same, nothing changes
Even though you keep thinking it's fine
This illusion is your little prison
Gripping your mind
No hope, no way, no more control
Like storms they twist and blow
Inside they bite, within your head
The Crows will tear and shred